Best Horns Poems

In Simple words
The devil has no horns
She wears smaug balm, Oh, Lord of the Rings 
She sleeps in El Dorado Street, the Hotels of Svengali
She lives on Babbit lane, and reads Currer Bell
She loves Billy Joel, “we didn’t start the fire”
She eats at the Lothario...

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halo
shiny, lustrous
gleaming, shimmering, glowing
adornment, antler, spike, point
intimidating, troubling, scaring
pointy, devilish
horns  

Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Contest:Diamente
October 24, 2013...

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dinosaurs tilt horns
circle and protect their young....
snarling snapping rex...

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They were originally installed to scare livestock off of the road,
but now they're used simply because people don't have any self control.
If I had my way I'd remove every horn from every automobile.
They now only add to the noise pollution that none of us need...

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Like a buffalo stampede
On a march unimpeded
By rock nor barrier 
By lock nor river 
Chop them into timber
Leave then blue and limber

Like a freshly uncovered thorn
Born hungry for the throne
A raging bull into the bullfight
Charging matador in a red suit of lights
Endure every crushing pain
With...

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Kangaroos look funny in horns and underoos

Nothing like the holidays down under…
So many sweets to taste and plunder…
Mistletoe hung over head…
Sweet dreams in our slumbering bed…

The jolly man shimmying down
The hot family hearths
Not making a sound making his rounds
Asbestos underwear protecting his parts

The sweaty old...

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Take the bull by the horns
                                 You may find blisters corns
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Though she holds the greatest of horns
Smack dab on her head with thorns
She sees herself as good
With a smart body and hood
A devil she mocks, she surely did mourn

Russell Sivey...

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Old Jack Walton-Horn was a mighty old boy.
He was a farmer full of joy.
He harvest corn.
His son was name John.
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Penned on May 17, 2014!...

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Horn's Of Destiny


My first solo vacation
was to New York City
Instead of glitter were streets
over crowded and gritty.

The famed Big Apple held
millions in homeless captivity
expressions of poverty full
of elusive ambiguity.

I observed thick wavy steam
rising from the street
sewer vapors escaped,
tainting the noon heat.

At dusk I crawled onto...

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I want to stop these fingers
As I want to stop this brain
To be dominated by mind's splinters
Those words which unuttered to be complained

I want to close my ears
As they whisper from my heart to my mind's gears
No gate can stop them, wandering like a keen...

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~ Colds it’s bad enough ~ people have their own issues ~








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I have you in my sight
Far behind those thorns
On a mountain so high
Between the devil's horns

Where a fake smile on my face
And heaven under my feet
Somehow seem out of place
For its you who causes my beat

Shall I rise and draw my sword
All crippled and face...

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lesson learned of not taking the bull by the horns

there's this elderly man sitting 
in the front of the bus
he's a picture of cheerfulness 
and mostly goodness
there were also a few other passengers standing
... at the next bus stop two gray haired ladies get on
no...

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Say, oh!
			It must be some sort of a Day!
			Streets are bristling in baskets and laughter.
			Shop fronts floating in banners,
			and somewhere....
			The concrete under our feet
			Throbs with beginning, distant beat.

				Motorcycle putt
				Two by two
				Stern-faced riders
				Dark in blue

			Legions of boots and brown,
			Their arms fling high and back
			Hats cocked, unfurling...

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